I hate freshers. I have to live with some 2nd year girls this year who I don't know properly because my last lot of beloved flatmates (who, granted, weren't mature students either but they were mature in themselves and very very non-idiotic) graduated and moved out. The 2nd year girls who now live in my flat act exactly like freshers. I am so not enjoying this new home situation. I wish I lived on my own (or with other grown ups). They're driving me insane already.

Living with people who are practically still teenagers (one of them might actually just still be a teenager, actually) in your late 20s is not ideal. Especially as this is the all-important final year of my course, and I'm on teaching practice for a large portion of it, and they have a love of slamming doors, singing and shouting when they get back in from their skanky nights out at 3am (just a few hours before I have to get up!)...

Before they moved in they said they wanted a quiet flat to live in and wouldn't be having lots of parties late at night. I guess they lied. MASSIVELY.